Every morning I awaken to a heart-warning cacophony of sights in the bedroom portion of our loft. It begins with a good night’s sleep on the great invention of a memory foam mattress and pillow.
Coming to my senses I meander through the family photographs that line the ceiling beams feeling the persistent love and support that surrounds me. As valuable as the photos, is the quilt wall that Steve created where my top dozen quilts shine in the indirect light of day.
To the right of the bed is a recent addition- my desk, computer and files. It’s great for many reasons, like keeping on top of my finances, but number one is accessing videos with my yoga mat enabling increased daily movement and flow.
I’ve mentioned my huge walk-in closet with every stitch of my clothing completely visible. Since I have been working with Sarah at SilkDenim, I have amassed a bounty selection of remade clothing for daily use, making it way more fun to select my clothing.
Across from my bed is my very favorite resting place in the whole loft. I spend hours on this crewel upholstered love seat passed down from my aunt- reading napping, and playing with my phone.
An embarrassment of riches making a reliably meaningful start to the adventures of the day.